Recently, something happened that I must confess. I have been married to my husband for twenty-one years, and we have a great relationship. Our love life is very satisfying, and we try a lot of new things. We play fantasy role playing games and share our fantasies during sex. Recently, we were at a Christmas party for my husband's job at his boss's house, and we were getting a little tipsy. My husband took me in one of the spare bedrooms in this enormous house as we were getting very excited. We immediately started fooling around, and our clothes came flying off. After about ten minutes, my husband was on top of me, and I was really getting into it. The door opened and someone came in, but they didn't turn on the lights. I could see the figure of a man. Embarrassed, I immediately tried to get up, but my husband didn't stop doing me. He just held me down and kept pumping me slowly. It was his friend from work. They had arranged for him to come in after ten minutes. His friend started feeling my body and then unzipped his pants. This was my ultimate fantasy, and now it was coming true. I was so excited. I was in heaven. After a few minutes, the men switched and gave each other a high five. I couldn't get enough. This was the most exciting thing I have ever done. When we were done, I was so out of it I couldn't get dressed for a while. I was tingly all over and so spent. I just lay there nude and exhausted with my eyes closed and a big smile on my face. It was by far the best Christmas party I have ever been to.
— Lorraine, 50